flora
Slippery or not, Flora is committed. A lesser woman might have yielded at the sight of a grown man flailing like he’d been dropped in a sea of eels, but Flora? She just grits her teeth and clambers further up the battlefield of his body, determined to get a better angle.
"STAY. STILL," she barks like an enraged lifeguard wrestling a drunken beachgoer, one leg throwing itself over his like a net trying to catch a flopping fish. She hooks her calf over his shin, trying to use her weight to tug his legs snug against her side, hoping that if she traps him tight enough, he won’t reflexively kick her in the tit.
"Take your punishment like a man, or admit that I win!" she growls, pressing her forearm into his thigh for leverage as her other hand resumes its unholy assault—fingertips dancing up and down the arch of his foot, around the heel, devilishly skimming under his toes.
Their limbs are a tangled, sun-oiled mess, skin slick with lotion and indignity. Spice wheezes a puff of frosty approval from the sidelines, watching with gleaming eyes like a smug little referee.
"You assaulted a queen," Flora hisses between cackles. "This is justice. This is order. This is—KAISEL ASSBORN FUCKING STAY STILL."
"STAY. STILL," she barks like an enraged lifeguard wrestling a drunken beachgoer, one leg throwing itself over his like a net trying to catch a flopping fish. She hooks her calf over his shin, trying to use her weight to tug his legs snug against her side, hoping that if she traps him tight enough, he won’t reflexively kick her in the tit.
"Take your punishment like a man, or admit that I win!" she growls, pressing her forearm into his thigh for leverage as her other hand resumes its unholy assault—fingertips dancing up and down the arch of his foot, around the heel, devilishly skimming under his toes.
Their limbs are a tangled, sun-oiled mess, skin slick with lotion and indignity. Spice wheezes a puff of frosty approval from the sidelines, watching with gleaming eyes like a smug little referee.
"You assaulted a queen," Flora hisses between cackles. "This is justice. This is order. This is—KAISEL ASSBORN FUCKING STAY STILL."
I want to be when you fall on me like night
I wanna kill the lights
I wanna kill the lights
